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In all her nineteen years of life, Rajkumari Saudamini had learned one thing with absolute certainty: certainty itself was survival. And why would it not be? Certainty built empires. Certainty stabilized kingdoms. It was the closest companion of a diplomat capable of negotiating alliances that could alter Aryavarta itself, and the greatest ally of the finance minister of Magadh - the unconquered empire ruled by her grandfather, Jarasandha. After the death of her father, certainty became her refuge. First, it was her grandfather. Then it was supposed to be Prince Rukmi of Vidarbha. And when that certainty shattered, she built another. And another. Until she became very good at surviving broken futures. Unfortunately for her, every single time life finally began settling into something safe... he returned. Krishna. The great problem of her life. The dark cowherd who walked into kingdoms smiling and left them transformed beyond recognition. Others called him divine. Beloved. The protector of dharma. Saudamini thought otherwise. To her, Vasudev Krishna was uncertainty incarnate - the question mark carved into her life when she was seven years old. The man who arrived in Mathura and left her father dead. The man whose existence shattered alliances, broke betrothals, unraveled political stability, and turned carefully laid plans into ash. So truly, she wants nothing to do with him. Which becomes rather inconvenient when fate - with all its terrible humor - keeps placing him directly in her path again. And again. And again. But what is one supposed to do when the greatest uncertainty of their life slowly begins feeling like the only certainty left? Especially when she is no ordinary princess. She is Vasumati Saudamini: the lost princess of Mathura, the beloved Rajnandini of Magadh, and perhaps the only person in Aryavarta stubborn enough to look Krishna in the eye and call him a curse.

Evermore series - Book 1 The gods erased Angela Vaelis from existence. Now they're hunting her again. Angela has spent her life ignoring the cracks- the nightmares that feel too real, the missing time she can't explain, the memories that don't belong to her. Until him. Kael Enyalios doesn't meet her by chance. He appears when things go wrong-like he's been waiting for the exact moment she breaks. Watching. Protecting. Always too close. He knows when she's about to get hurt. Moves before it happens. Touches her like it's not the first time. And he refuses to tell her why. Until the truth rips through everything she thought she was. Angela isn't human. She's a goddess-one whose memories, power, and very existence were sealed away by Olympus. And her power is waking up. The gods who erased her are starting to notice. And Kael... He isn't just protecting her. He's part of what she was taken from. Bound to her by something older than memory. More dangerous than fate. When a vision drags Angela into a realm she was never meant to touch, she learns exactly how far Olympus will go to keep her contained. Because if she remembers who she really is- the gods don't just lose. They fall.

Kingdom of Macedon, around 343 B.C. Hephaestion was only a young page at Alexander's service, but the two quickly became inseparable friends and lovers. Together through every war, through every conquest, and united even in the pain of losing their respective fathers. Inseparable companions, loyal to each other until the end like Patroclus and Achilles before them. The son of General Amyntor managed to reach the highest office, that of Chiliarch, just one step below the king's own role. The love between Alexander and Hephaestion has been erased from history, but has nevertheless remained immortal exactly like that of the Iliad's hero, ancestor of the young Macedonian prince himself. «Darius will bow at your feet, my king.» «And what shall I do, when that happens?» «You will have to be yourself, Alexander.»

Some bloodlines are born to rule. Others are born to destroy. Anastasia carries both. As the daughter of a royal wolf bloodline and a powerful witch legacy, she was destined for greatness... but nothing could prepare her for the darkness that would claim her. Lucien is the son of the Devil himself. Power runs through his veins. Darkness follows wherever he goes. When their bloodlines collide, they awaken something ancient-something neither of them can control. Consumed by a force stronger than magic, stronger than fate itself, Anastasia and Lucien become a storm that tears through worlds. Together, they bring chaos, death, and destruction... until the only way to stop it costs more than either of them could ever imagine. When the darkness is finally destroyed, the truth remains: You can't outrun what's in your blood. Feared by the pack. Rejected by the world she tried to belong to. Haunted by the legacy she never asked for. Anastasia is left with one choice-leave everything behind and step into the only place that will accept her. Hell. By Lucien's side. Bound not just by love... but by blood.

In a world where ancient magic and mythical creatures reign, 22-year-old Kadiope Irianas is thrust into a legendary destiny she never sought. After a brutal tragedy claims her parents' lives, Kadiope's people are left on the brink of collapse. With her nation in ruins and her community leaderless, Kadiope reluctantly inherits the mantle of leadership, guided by the weighty legacy of her ancestors. Bequeathed to her by her deceased mother is the fabled Art No oen, an ancient, mystical weapon rumored to hold the essence of the elements. As Kadiope navigates the intricate web of her newfound responsibilities, she begins to unravel the secrets of the Aet No Oen and the true extent of its formidable power. As the fate of her people and the world at large hangs in the balance, Kadiope must confront the ultimate question: what does it truly mean to be a hero? Is it the power to wield ancient magic, or the courage to face the darkness within? With the Aet No Oen by her side, Kadiope embarks on a perilous journey to discover her own strength, forge unexpected alliances, and unravel the mysteries of a world on the cusp of catastrophic change. Best ranking: #76 in epic (out of 14 + K stories #563 in fantasy romance stories out of 32.4 thousand stories

She does not exist. Not in any record, any register, any list of court appointments inside the Joseon palace. Her role is forbidden to name, her abilities dangerous to acknowledge, and her presence essential to a throne that cannot afford to admit it needs her. She reads the heavens and decodes the lies hidden inside official documents and senses the spiritual corruption threading through the palace's sacred sites, all of it conducted alone, all of it in service of a crown that will never publicly claim her. He is the Crown Prince. Strategic, precise, and entirely capable of using power as a weapon. He has never looked at her. Until the court begins to fracture from the inside. The seal that the dynasty's founders paid enormous cost to install is being dismantled from within. The king is dying in a way no physician can explain. Someone has spent decades building a plan inside the fabric of the court's most sacred ceremonies, and it is days from completion. The only people who can stop it are a woman who does not officially exist and a prince who has just realized she does. What grows between them will not be simple. It will not be fast. It will cost them both more than either anticipated, built in dangerous proximity, under threat, in the slow accumulation of shared secrets and moral reckoning that passes between two people who were each shaped by the same brutal system and meet in the ruins of their own defenses. The darkness here is not decorative. The stars are not silent for nothing. ©️ _RelleLebby_//R. L.

Coming soon... In 1971, A Pakistani ISI agent enters India with a mission in his heart. A Hindu boy stands firm in his faith and his pain. They never meant to fall in love-but destiny had other plans. Yet their connection runs deeper and darker than either knows. When religion, borders, and buried truths collide... will love survive the impact ? ( Angst with happy ending )

Lilian Veyra isn't just a princess - she's the only S-rank female in the galaxy besides her mother, the Empress. Calm, brilliant, and deadly, she commands respect without ever raising her voice. When her palace is attacked, Lilian is forced to flee alone, navigating dangerous planets filled with mutant beasts and deadly traps. Her survival skills, elemental powers, and S-rank instincts are put to the ultimate test. Seeking help, she arrives at the kingdom of a wolf-beastman prince, Theodore, a warrior whose strength rivals her own. Respect turns to trust, and trust to something neither expected. Two years later, with her family reunited and her powers honed, Lilian stands at the heart of galactic diplomacy - and beside the prince she has grown to love. In a universe where power decides everything, Lilian must prove that even a princess can shape her own destiny.

Aryesh (softly, voice calm, eyes steady on hers): "Itihas gawah rahe na rahe... par yeh chaandni hamari mohabbat ki saakshi rahegi." (He pauses, lets the words sink, a faint, assured smile tugging at his lips.) "Mera vaada hai ki main aapko keval ek rani ki tarah nahi, balki us ibadat ki tarah chahunga..." (His tone lowers slightly, almost a whisper, reverent.) "...jise waqt ki dhool bhi dhundhla nahi kar paayegi." (He steps a little closer, hands relaxed by his sides, but his gaze unwavering.) "Sadiyan beet jaayengi, par mera samarpan... is kile ki deewaron se bhi majboot rahega." Aarvi (soft, almost laughing lightly, tilting her head, eyes gentle but firm): "Aary... aapki talwar ne sarhadon ko jeeta hoga... par aaj aapki in baaton ne meri rooh ko jeet liya hai." (She takes a small step forward, voice calm, warm, but there's a quiet intensity.) "Mera bhi vachan hai-chahe duniya idhar ki udhar ho jaaye..." (pauses, looks up at him, smile soft, serene) "...ya samay ki dhara rukh badal le, aap mujhe hamesha apne saath paayenge." (Her hands fold lightly in front, shoulders relaxed, calm confidence in her stance.) "Agar aap mere rakshak hain, to main aapki woh shakti banoongi..." (voice barely above a whisper, a soft calm fire in her eyes) "...jise duniya ki koi sena paraast nahi kar paayegi."

We all know the stories of the famed Nûr-e-Hayat, the light of Sultan Süleyman's life, guiding him gently-like air, invisible yet ever-present. Now, we watch her in her greatest role: as Baş Haseki, the Sultana of Sultanas, Nûrîcîhân Sultan, as she conspires to place her son, Şehzâde İskender, upon the throne of the Ottoman Empire. Her first step is sending her Şehzâde off to his Sanjak, while she maneuvers the intricate games of power behind the scenes. And while she plots, we-the author and reader-embark on a journey to witness the life of the next Sultan: Şehzâde İskender-his Sanjaks, his friendships, his alliances, his ascension, and, most importantly, the part that captures hearts: his loves, his concubines, and his children. For just as Sultan Süleyman had his light, so too will Şehzâde İskender have his jewel-the one who is destined to rise above all others, the future jewel of his harem, and the successor to the Sultana of the Sultanas.

In a future where time can be rewritten, Aisha, the last heir of a forgotten empire, travels back to the age of kings with her children, seeking truth buried in history. But the past is not what it seems... and neither is the man she was never meant to love. As empires rise and secrets unravel, Aisha must choose, protect the future she came from... or surrender to a love that was destined to change time itself.

What happens when the husband dies on the first night? When two lovers are born again and again to meet but each meeting remains incomplete? They yearn to meet in each birth and when they come to this birth, they die on the first night of their union.

Keziah Walker is a potty-mouthed, rebellious nineteen-year-old, and her companion, Tyrael a.k.a Chan, an angelic being, have lived separate lives, until several seemingly unrelated incidents converge, causing a cascade of events that change their lives forever. Keziah and Tyrael, together with their friends, are fighting for the safety of several worlds from the Lesser Evil. Who will emerge triumphant? And what will they be if they do?

Ronalynee never wanted to be in the spotlight. She just wanted to game in peace. But when she meets Frince Miguel Ramirez, the pro player with a killer smile and a fanbase to match, everything changes. Between intense tournaments and jealous fans, can their love stay undefeated?

In a forest cloaked in mist and mystery, Evie stumbles upon a world forgotten by time and magic. Drawn by an irresistible pull, she encounters an enchanting yet dangerous stranger who warns her to leave. But Evie can't turn back-an ancient curse binds her fate to the forest, and her heart to the man who guards its secrets. As she unravels the truth about the stranger and her own hidden past, she faces a choice: break the curse or lose everything she never knew she wanted.

She was a healer searching for her lost brother. He was a fallen prince born from stars and cursed by the gods. Their bond defied time, fate, and prophecy-only to shatter at the edge of salvation. This is the story of the one girl who made the Prince of Ruins believe in heaven again-just before she burned away from it. Series 2 of the Bloodbound Flame. Story Language: English Written by: Shallia x Ace Completed

His eyes gleam in the evening light and there is something in the air that she cannot capture, an excitement in her that makes her blood sing and her eyes water. "Beautiful." He says the word as if it is a prayer to a goddess, a murmur that is almost to himself rather than to her. As if he has seen an aspect of her that he before was unable to place. Her eyes dip, cheeks flushing, "Don't look at me like that." The directness of his gaze makes her skin tingle, it makes her hyper aware of all the parts of her she doesn't like, all the parts she is insecure about, involuntarily she sucks her stomach in and sets her shoulders back a bit to make her collarbones more prominent. His voice is smooth like brandy, "Like what?" Amelia takes a step closer, eyes raising to meet his, "Like you love me." His eyes widen a fraction, and he is momentarily speechless, a flash of fear in those eyes. His breath trembles for a beat before he sighs and smiles, almost vulnerable, "Just for tonight."

Dedication: To those who dare to dream of impossible loves, who find strength in vulnerability, and who believe that even the fiercest battles can be won with a heart full of fire. May their courage inspire us all. Preface: Zander and Lyra's story explores dichotomies: duty vs. desire, hatred vs. love, and past vs. future. Their journey is a testament to love's transformative power amidst chaos, woven with high fantasy, intense romance, and sensuality. Through their struggles and triumphs, we find a reflection of our own deepest desires and the resilience of the human spirit. Introduction: Within Aethelgard's mystical realm, magic weaves through existence, forging a world of wonder and danger. Ancient kingdoms clash, their histories steeped in bloodshed and betrayal. Amidst this turmoil, Zander Pennsy, a young man with amnesia, awakens with only his name and age to guide him. His memories shrouded in mystery, Zander finds himself under the care of Lyra, a woman with a fiery spirit and captivating beauty. Their instant attraction ignites a wildfire amidst the conflict of two warring kingdoms. As Zander struggles to reclaim his lost memories, Lyra must choose between her duty to her kingdom and the love that threatens to consume her. Their love is forbidden, yet unstoppable, and its consequences will shatter the very foundations of their world. Prepare for a journey of treacherous landscapes, perilous battles, and heart-stopping revelations, where the boundaries of love, loyalty, and forgiveness will be tested.

"That diary does not record the past. It is a haunting echo from a future shattered to dust." Alessandra awoke amidst the ruins of a fallen empire, where revolution and love alike had slipped into oblivion. In her final moment, she cast forth a secret across the void, a single glimmer of hope for a daughter yet unknown. Felicity, a young goddess slumbering within sealed memories, remains unaware that she is the missing fragment of an ancient legend. Truth awaits, poised to awaken a power capable of cosmic destruction or salvation. Can she decipher the whispers of the bygone age to halt the encroaching darkness? That diary is not merely a warning. It is a curse and a hope, a memory this world dare not forget. And Felicity, the key to rousing the slumbering gods, does she possess the strength to confront the rising nightmare?